With Peacock's temperament, there was naturally no question of dawdling. She lifted her jade-like hand and waved it forward as softly as a spring breeze brushing willows, her movement gentle to the extreme.
Yet a clear cry rang in their ears, and with it, five-colored spiritual light flared up, sweeping over to envelop the other party.
It carried not the slightest trace of worldly smoke and fire, yet hidden within it was terrifying killing intent.
He had actually dared to humiliate her so lightly right in front of her husband. Peacock was naturally furious to the extreme. People always had to pay the price for their actions; since this fellow did not know whether he was alive or dead, she would send him to the Underworld.
Lin Xuan watched from the side with folded sleeves.
Although Yuanyuan had only just advanced to Lihe, with the bloodline of a heavenly spirit bird—Phoenix, Peacock, and the golden-winged Roc...
All three True Spirit bloodlines were faintly contained within her. Her strength was comparable to that of a mid-stage Lihe cultivator. A mere Demon-Transformed—could he really overturn the heavens?
Lin Xuan had full confidence in Peacock.
He trusted that his judgment was not wrong, but the scene that happened next left Lin Xuan dumbstruck.
The red-faced old man let out a long howl. Facing the five-colored spiritual light, he actually neither dodged nor avoided it. And that expression of his was not the fearlessness of the ignorant, but confidence as if victory were already in hand. After seeing Peacock make her move, the expression on his face became even more wildly delighted.
"Haha, wearing out iron shoes in a fruitless search, only to find it without the slightest effort. This little spirit bird's bloodline seems even more outstanding than this old man imagined. It